|This person got tired of NOT painting.|
|This is what you see when you look down on the bridge.|
|Still evidences of porch painting, I see.|
|Thanks for taking our photo, Rebecca!|
|Almost done... a hot and tired boy takes a break.|
And after the hike, swimming!
|A lot less hot and tired now!|
|Aunt Rebecca let us borrow her underwater camera- which is just TOO fun!|
We took two group photos (you know, in case anyone had the audacity to blink) and I love them both because I just love Andrew's little shadow right up front and center.
The kids and I grabbed the bull by the horns on the first dry day last week and painted porch spindles and railings from morning until evening- getting the whole porch done in time to surprise Papa when he got home from work. (Reason # 3,972 for having children: many hands make light work.) There was plenty of Johnny Cash and JJHeller being belted out from children and Mama at different points throughout the day-and a bit of Gone Away Lake to keep our sanity. We were paint splotched from head to toe by the end and our knees and wrists were sore (or maybe just mine because I am an old lady...) but it's DONE!!! (Hallelujah!)
When Matt pulled into the driveway, we all stood waiting expectantly for his amazed expression but he didn't even notice the porch pulling in! That had more to do with the caliber of his day at work than the finished product; when he finally realized the porch was done, his reaction was well worth the effort.
The day before the reunion, the children and I played hookie with some family/friends and took a road trip to The Watkins Glen Gorges for the day. I think everyone would agree: hiking and swimming is a much better way to spend a day than preparing for a party. And everything wound up getting done in plenty of time on Saturday morning anyway.
The waters were murky due to all the recent downpours and flooding. But, truth be told, we are all a bit murky these days. Our hometown was hit especially hard with rains (in one night it rained 7 1/2 inches!) and many people have been affected with flooding and water damage- some losing their homes, some salvaging their homes through the silt. So we won't hold that against Watkins Glen. Still so beautiful.
At the reunion, I served marinated chicken and home-grown steaks (trying to empty out our freezer in time for another cow to go in it this fall), jalapeno popper dip with veggies and tortilla chips, summer squash casserole, marinated cucumbers, cream puffs and blueberry pie. (When I heard about all the other desserts people were bringing, I decided to put the lemon meringue pie on hold for another day.) Everyone else brought even more food (to much deliciousness to describe); my parents-in-law grilled the best corn on the cob you ever did eat, the highlight of the reunion every year.
Of course, I got no pictures of the food because- well, once the party starts silly things like that don't happen. But I *did* get a picture of all the girls in their matchy matchy outfits. Which makes me supremely happy. Barefoot beauties, all in a row. Love it.